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D’oh! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Man, it’s wild out there! I’m thinkin’, like, “In the Mood for Love” vibes—ya know, all moody and secret-like. Picture this: me, Homer Simpson, stumblin’ round Springfield, lookin’ for some shady lady. “Those were her days,” I mutter, thinkin’ of that Wong Kar-wai flick—slow glances, smoky streets. Ain’t no fancy romance here tho!

Bogalusa mayor arrested; attorney general disappointed by his drug, prostitution allegations

Oh, and the local quirks! Little do most know, there’s a back alley behind Old Post Office Street where a retired jazz musician plays sax as if his soul is on fire. It sends shivers, man—like a secret love note whispered at midnight. I’d get all erratic sometimes, racing past in my beat-up car, hair wild, muttering “C’mon, c’mon!” as if chasing a dream or a bad memory.

Against Mayor Tyrin Truong's wishes, judge appoints fiscal administrator for Bogalusa